Balmung: An RP with a GM! (Please help me with some translation. I don't know French)

[HiirNoivl]

Hiir Noivl: Excuse me, sir!
Hiir Noivl: Welcome back.
Dural Tharal: Hey! Greetings!
Dural Tharal: This is a shared pleasure. I am also happy to be back after a long absence.
Dural Tharal: And I'm sure the adventurers of Eorzea have much to say. But they seem that many of them are very … shy. Eh not very talkative!
Hiir Noivl: I will do my best
Dural Tharal: It seems that the Empire is in full swing! I thought I heard that the troops that are attacking the camps and even cities!
Dural Tharal: Have you seen this? Were you able to attack or defend the camps? Tell me everything!
Hiir Noivl: A legion!
Hiir Noivl: A large legion. Without an end.
Dural Tharal: Wow! But uh … but uh … it'll be a massacre!
Dural Tharal: We must protect the other inhabitants of Eorzea! Is there something you can do in the meantime?
Dural Tharal: Can you fight? The final defeat perhaps …?
Dural Tharal: Say Yes!
Hiir Noivl: I do not know, sir Tharal. War is a game for them.
Hiir Noivl: Maybe they are entertained by our struggle.
Dural Tharal: yes I see, here is an adventurer with a quite interesting behavior. You are, I must admit, the first "specimen" of the kind I encounter.
Dural Tharal: As long as the troops of the Empire can not breach the doors of our beautiful cities, we are safe.
Dural Tharal: You must continue to attack and defend Eorzea against the Empire!
Dural Tharal: This is your main task, I believe it!
Hiir Noivl: Really?
Dural Tharal: Dural Tharal: After ... nothing prevents you to spend your days at the corners of ruissaux pleasing and appeasing of Eorzea and fish there as long as you wish.

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Actual Words (Dural Tharal: Après... rien ne vous empêche de passer vos journées aux coins des ruissaux plaisant et appaisant d'Eorzéa et y pêcher aussi longtemps que bon vous semble.) What does this mean??

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Hiir Noivl: How would I rather die? Mr. Tharal?
Dural Tharal: A Lalafell can not die.
Hiir Noivl: Or did you not notice the moon?
Dural Tharal: It will take you to my friend, you will still shots below!
Dural Tharal: If I find him to somewhere else, far more voluminous, the moon!

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Actual text: Il faudra vous y faire mon ami, vous passerez toujours en dessous des coups !
Dural Tharal: Si, je le trouve d'ailleur, bien plus volumineuse, cette lune ! (Help?)
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Dural Tharal: To believe that we (him and Dalamud) will soon touch.
Hiir Noivl: How do I want to die? I have ask myself a lot.
Hiir Noivl: On the battlefield?
Dural Tharal: You talk a lot about death, my friend. Is that all is well in your Lalafell mind? Have you made a trip to the tavern recently enough?
Dural Tharal: True, the battlefield is an option. What do you think of Garuda?
Hiir Noivl: Garuda is quite crazy. However, many defeated her in a moment of weakness. Maybe she should dance in the tavern.
Dural Tharal: Garuda? Dancing in a bar?! My friend, you have a fever? The club has fallen on your head?
Hiir Noivl: Oh, these are hard times. They make me crazy. Do not give up on me.
Dural Tharal: Do not worry too much, I guess all these adventures in Eorzea can turn a Lalafell like me, then I can imagine what you must feel!
Dural Tharal: But as I say, a good melon juice before the adventure, and here we go again!
Hiir Noivl: Thank you for your kindness
Dural Tharal: So well, many adventurers have defeated Garuda …
Dural Tharal: I wonder what kind of reward such an adventure may well relate.

Hiir Noivl: (silence)

Dural Tharal: The gil! Oh yes, lots of gil! Let's bring-ing me enor-gil.
Hiir Noivl: Gils!
Dural Tharal: Tons, you hear me?! Tons!
Dural Tharal: Yes! Gil!
Hiir Noivl: You want to buy something?
Dural Tharal: Where are all gone bards? We need a right now to compose a song in honor of gil.
Dural Tharal: And also in my honor …
Dural Tharal: Me? Buy?
Dural Tharal: Oh no.
Hiir Noivl: Well, I suppose that these rags are your disguise.
Dural Tharal: Rags? As dare you call this rags!?
Dural Tharal: This dress was given to me in recognition of my talent for writing articles and journalism.
Dural Tharal: A little respect, please.
Hiir Noivl: O!
Hiir Noivl: oh …
Dural Tharal: No, no, just kidding.

Dural Tharal: I have a long way to go to collect more information on recent events of Eorzea.
Dural Tharal: I will use the Aetheryte, after all, it is the safest way to travel fast throughout Eorzea!
Hiir Noivl: Go with the gods

Dural Tharal: Here is a little something for you!
Dural Tharal: Thanks again for the information you have provided me!
Hiir Noivl: Thank you.
Dural Tharal: Good! Eorzea, here I am on the way!
Hiir Noivl: Goodbye.

[NoloeTazier]

Yeah I saw you talking to him, I know a little french and was having a hard time keeping up. Was pretty funny.

Dural Tharal: A Lalafell can not die.

Sounds like what I say a lot lol.

[Seirra_Lanzce]

Never heard of Dural Tharal, which one is it? is he a reporter or some sort?

[NoloeTazier]

Yeah think so, someone said he was like an RP Blogger.

[Efrye]

I'm not sure if I get it... Did you use google translate during the entire conversation? xD
Anyway, here's a rough translation of the French parts, in case you're still interested:

Dural Tharal: Après... rien ne vous empêche de passer vos journées aux coins des ruissaux plaisant et appaisant d'Eorzéa et y pêcher aussi longtemps que bon vous semble.

Then again... nothing keeps you from spending your days at the beautiful and calming river banks of Eorzea and fish as long as you like.
(Apparently in reference his previous comment that you should fight the Empire.)

Actual text: Il faudra vous y faire mon ami, vous passerez toujours en dessous des coups !

You should give it a try, my friend. You would always evade below the blows!
(I guess you said something about not wanting to fight before that?)

Dural Tharal: Si, je le trouve d'ailleur, bien plus volumineuse, cette lune !

Yes, I noticed. It appears to be much bigger, this moon!